Swire Overlord

Chapter 357 You Will Pay The Price
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man rushed to Zhao Yufan, raised his right arm and patted his face lightly, then disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, Zhao Yufan's face turned red, and the steel knife swept across the sky in his hand.

He was a little angry. Although the middle-aged man only touched his face lightly, it was as if he had been slapped.

"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice, his body was filled with a strong killing intent, the surrounding air surged, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

Trees, green grass, and flowers swayed at the same time. Zhao Yufan's eyes were heavy, and his head suddenly drooped slowly, like an old man in his twilight years.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man hiding nearby smelled a dangerous smell.

Leaves, broken grass, and petals are flying in the mouth, except for the sound of the wind, the surroundings are quiet.

Zhao Yufan seemed to have stopped breathing, and stood there motionless, like a rock that had stood for a thousand years.

The eyes of the middle-aged man changed from relaxed to vigilant, his eyes were like a hungry wolf, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

long after.

The wind subsided, the leaves fell, and the petals fluttered in mid-air.

When all the leaves fall to the ground, when only one petal remains in the air.

The crisis finally came.

This is not the crisis of Zhao Yufan alone, but the crisis of him and the middle-aged man. They both brought pressure to each other, a pressure of a crisis. Although this danger is not fatal, it has a kind of danger to them. Extraordinary meaning.

The last petal finally fell to the ground slowly, and at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly moved.

At the same time, Zhao Yufan's steel knife also trembled slightly.

The figure of the middle-aged man had been deliberately exposed before it appeared in front of Zhao Yufan, but this made Zhao Yufan speechless, because there were countless figures of middle-aged men repeated in front of him, a few of them had more than a hundred, and among these figures, Only one is a real middle-aged person.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of figures galloped in front of Zhao Yufan, and they all made the same movement, that is, raised their right arms and slapped him.

At this moment, Zhao Yufan's steel knife also slashed out.

It's just a simple chop, because he has no way to eliminate these figures, so he can only use the most brutal method to solve it.

With a single strike, the surrounding figures were shattered.

When he slashed this knife, the palm of the middle-aged man also slapped him on the back.

A simple slap, without any harm, is the slap of an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man smiled happily. He thought he had won.

However, the moment he laughed, Zhao Yufan suddenly turned his head and smiled too.

Seeing his smile, the middle-aged man was slightly taken aback and took a step back.It's better if he doesn't return it, but when he retreated, his whole face turned pale, and he glared at Zhao Yufan and scolded angrily, "Shameless!"

"I said, you will pay the price!"

Zhao Yufan pursed his lips and snickered, with a smug look on his face. The middle-aged man was where he was standing just now.

When he started to lower his head, he set up a trap around him. This trap was very simple, just sprinkled a layer of silver light powder on the ground.

The silver light powder has no harmful power, but it is the same as the palm 1 that the middle-aged man hit just now. Although it is not harmful, it does not mean that he has no power.If both of them have the intention of hurting others, then Zhao Yufan's silver light powder and the middle-aged man's palm can be exchanged for fatal attacks. It is because they have no intention of hurting each other, so they use this egg method to tell Opponent: I can hurt you.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yufan asked.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and replied chicly: "Martial Emperor, the wind is always happy."

"Uh..." Hearing this name, Zhao Yufan almost laughed out loud. The name "Feng Changle" is usually used by dandy disciples. This middle-aged man is already old, why is he still called such a name?Although his name is not very good, but his strength is very strong, "Martial Emperor... so strong!"

"Of course!" Feng Changle shook his head gracefully, looking like an elder: "I can tell you, the group of Martial Emperors you met before were all the most trashy Martial Emperors."

The majestic and admired Emperor Wu turned out to be rubbish in Feng Changle's mouth. Zhao Yufan was a little speechless, but asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

Looking at Zhao Yufan's ignorant expression, Feng Changle shook his head sadly, and said with a sigh: "It's really sad, the Qinglan Sect is really losing more and more, and they don't even tell you this kind of thing."

Without waiting for Zhao Yufan to ask, he continued, "There are ten levels of junior warriors. Don't you think the Martial Emperor is just the Martial Emperor?"

"You mean, the Martial Emperor also has ten weights?"

Zhao Yufan blinked his eyes, feeling a little unbelievable. If things are really easy to talk about, why don't people in the empire know?

"Emperor Wu doesn't have ten levels, but there are four realms: Mortal Realm, Feather Realm, Heaven and Earth Realm, and Space Stepping Realm."

"Am I in the mortal realm?" Zhao Yufan was asking Feng Changle, and he was also asking himself.

The corner of Feng Changle's mouth twitched, and he scorned unceremoniously: "You? You are not a mortal, you are the most ordinary Martial Emperor."

Staring at Feng Changle carefully, Zhao Yufan listened to what he said, and it felt a bit real, but why didn't anyone tell him about it?Moreover, no one in the entire empire seemed to have talked about it. He had met many Emperor Wu, and none of these Emperor Wu seemed to know about it.

"You still don't believe me?" Feng Changle stared, pursed his lips and said, "Do you know why there are so few Martial Emperors? Do you know why there are so many Martial Emperors? Do you know why there are so few Martial Emperors among solo warriors?"

Three questions in a row made Zhao Yufan stupid.

"Because they don't know what a Martial Emperor is, so their cultivation will stay in the Martial Emperor's realm. Of course, it is mainly due to their own reasons, but if the Martial Emperor knows these things, it will still be useful for them to become a Martial Emperor, but they They think they have the capital to step into the Emperor Wu by becoming the Emperor Wu, but in fact they are not a real Emperor Wu at all."

Zhao Yufan scratched his head, feeling a little dizzy from being told, not knowing why, "Senior, can you speak more simply and bluntly?"

"Okay!" Feng Changle rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically, "The reason why you don't know the four realms of the Martial Emperor is that you are an idiot, because you don't ask? As for the others, they already knew it, but they are used to calling themselves As Emperor Wu, naturally it will not change. And do you think that no one in the empire knows about this?"

"I've never heard of it!" Zhao Yufan said seriously.

"Go and ask." Feng Changle was speechless, turned around and left.He walked quickly, and before Zhao Yufan could speak, he had already disappeared.

Standing there for a while, Zhao Yufan suddenly thought, why does this person know the Imperial Magic Sutra?How could I forget such an important thing!
However, since he came here for the Demonic Sutra, if he didn't get the Demonic Sutra this time, he should come again next time, right?
After thinking for a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and muttered to himself: "The four realms of the Martial Emperor; Mortal Realm, Flying Feather Realm, Heaven and Earth Realm, and Takong Realm." Go to He's residence.

(End of this chapter)